winter questionA Poem by Tenten
is death the deception or dream the illusion wrapping around the human soul the incurable sin inescapable sickness saying, meaning the same in our different ways stifled breath and the clock moves too fast winter sheets attract the cold that’s growing from the inside out
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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